Истории Unsaidwords

Some stories are meant to be lived. Some are meant to be written. This is a collection of everything I couldn't say. Of love that felt like home, yet somehow made me lose myself. Of people we wanted to keep, but had to let go. Of conversations that ended too soon, feelings that stayed too long, and nights when sleep was easier than facing our own thoughts. कभी किसी को इतना चाहा है कि उसे पाने से ज़्यादा, उसे खोने का डर सताने लगे? Or maybe, like me, you're simply trying to make sense of all the things you feel but never know how to say. So here are my "Jo Keh Nahi Payi " थोड़ी मोहब्बत, थोड़ी शिकायत, थोड़ा इंतज़ार, कुछ अधूरे ख़्वाब, कुछ आख़िरी अलविदा, और उन सबके बीच एक लड़की जो हर बार किसी को खोकर थोड़ी-सी खुद को पा गई। So, if you've ever felt too much, loved too deeply, or stayed awake with words you couldn't say..... welcome to my "Jo Keh Nahi Payi " शायद इन पन्नों के बीच तुम्हें अपना कोई अधूरा किस्सा भी मिल जाए।

Like a wounded bird, these poems sing the melancholic ballads of love's undoing. They're a testament to the scars left by heartbreak, the haunting echoes of what once was, and the eventual reclamation of one's self amidst the ruins of a love that has gone cold.

A quiet space for the thoughts you never shared. This book gathers the fragile, lingering emotions that stay long after a heartbreak-offering a gentle place to feel, remember, and heal.

L I F E :) Welcome to the Land of Poetry!

Bakit nga ba kailangang umalis ni Papa kung ang munting hiling ko lang naman ay ang makasama siya?

Grave of Unsaid Words is a collection of incomplete poems born from the silences I once carried. The conversations that never happened, the confessions that never crossed my lips, and the feelings buried. This collection is an invitation to walk among those memories, to revisit what was cherished, mourn what was lost, and find beauty in the things that remained unfinished.

A collection of poems written in English and Filipino. I tend to lose control myself, this way I could make myself not so happy but not unhappy, yet calm. Writing poems has been a great help to mold who I became right now, because If I don't write a poem, I probably been buried underground, decomposing.

There are days when we feel like no one understands us and everything feels sad and gloomy. These writings are reflections of my thoughts cased inside pills made of words, symbolism and metaphors. Be a part of my journey in discovering myself.

Poems are my way of expressing myself. Tagalog and English Poems Poems of light, darkness, sad, pain, and happiness. All of the poems you'll read here are written by me.

The lines which are stuck in my head until i write it down..

A short love story... Something unsaid.. something felt

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The world of scars, Of dread and shards, Of broken dreams and hearts, Form poetry so dark. Mysterious ways of the world, Humans cruelty, and loss, Will this ever stop? Will the pain and voidness go on? Hatred, anger, guilt, and pain, Bring voices whispering ruination to minds, Only the people who saw through those blinds, Will understand these poems lines. [These are my collection of poetries about the dark side of life. None of these poems are allowed to be copied without my permission. Read with caution.] By: N. I. Black

ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴘᴛʜꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴜɴꜱᴘᴏᴋᴇɴ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ ʀᴇꜱɪᴅᴇ, ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀɪɴɢ ꜱᴏꜰᴛʟʏ, ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʜɪᴅᴇ. ᴀ ꜱʏᴍᴘʜᴏɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ᴜɴᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴛᴀʟᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ, ᴜɴᴠᴇɪʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴘᴛʜꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ꜱᴏᴜʟ, ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ❤️

Unsaid words for my best friend.

"What I meant" is entirely different from "What I said". It's hidden between the lines, hidden among the white lies, and hidden among the happiness in my eyes.

Unsaid words. These are just words that are waiting to be said, or words that lost its meaning over time.

Dil ki gehraiyon mein kuch aisi baatein chipi hoti hai jinko aksar hum bta nhi paate.. unko shabd nhi de paat.. vo yu hi anjaan aapke mann ke us kone mein chipe rehte hain aur jb tk pta chlta hai tb tk der ho chuki hoti hai... Maine bhi pehchaani aisi hi kahi unkahi baatein jo shayad aapko apni si lagein...

It's not just a collection of shayaris I wrote. It's the sound of my heart, waiting to be heard.

She talked to everyone. Except the person she wanted to understand her. Some feelings were never spoken. Some wounds were never visible. And some stories stayed hidden behind fake smiles and late-night thoughts. Things I Never Said is a story about silence, overthinking, friendship, dreams, and the emotions we hide even from the people closest to us. Because sometimes... the hardest words to say are the ones we feel the most.